Madmax by Julian Cope #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: TAIBI@ferrara.infn.it Date: Wed, 6 Sep 1995 16:15:39 +0300 (CET-DST) Subject: "madmax" by Julian Cope # The chords with "height" only mean you should play in high tone. # Angelo Taibi taibi@ferrara.infn.it {title: MadMax} {subtitle: Julian Cope} {define:A' base-fret 5 frets 1 3 3 2 1 1} {define:G' base-fret 3 frets 1 3 3 2 1 1} I don't me[D]an to hold a g[A]un up to your h[D]ead [Dsus] [D] I'll be fi[A']ne once you are go[G']ne, of that I'm su[D]re [Dsus] [D] Another time and I'd be s[A]miling in your ey[D]es For the [A']sake of all our lo[G']ve and that I k[D]now But the [Bm]rising of the moon means the [F#m]ending of the day [G']Time waits for no-one just [E]takes you aw[A]ay I don't me[D]an to hold a [A]gun up to your h[G]ead It's just the [C]antici[G]pation I can'[D]t stand. Well, I feel [D]sure that the g[A]enius who did [D]this [Dsus] [D] Didn't [A']even feel a t[G']hud as he drove [D]by [Dsus] [D] Now I know this day must [A]end with me alo[D]ne, dear And I see m[A']ore than only da[G']rk on my horiz[D]on. Tre[Bm]ason and infamy [F#m]enter my life Te[G']ars out the spark that illu[E]mines the S[A]un [D]Down comes this u[A]niverse [C]tumbling [G]down [C]Everything [G]is come un[D]done (twice) {comment:instrumental verse} [Bm]Cut like a knife in the [F#m]soil with a spade [G']Merge with the one light pos[E]sessing the ot[A]her [D]Scream, "Holly [A]Murder, he's [C]done us to[G]night." [C]Come, little [G]sister, be[C]hold the [G]Mother, [C]Come, little [G]sister, be[C]hold ye the [D]Mother. www.TAB6.com